Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

In the ancient painting, no one speaks anymore.

The Jiuchongtian Palace outside the artifact of the ancient painting was also completely silent.

None of the monks present expected that this was the truth about the emperor's bloody feud back then.

The murderer has become a bone of bones!
"Ugh."

A sigh came from the Nine Heavens Palace.

"Dijun's past, everyone present has seen it with his own eyes. This bloody enmity, the emperor has been suppressed and dare not stop. In these years, he has wanted to give up many times, but because of this bloody enmity, he must work hard to survive. ."
"He practiced desperately, and only hoped that one day, he would personally avenge the bloody revenge that year. This is the obsession that haunted him all his life."

"But I never thought that the murderer who killed his parents and slaughtered the whole village was actually the person who grew up with him, the neighbor he has always respected, Uncle Liu."

"It's really unimaginable how sad the emperor is feeling at this moment."

"The emperor has worked hard for half his life to find the real culprit, but now he finds that the enemy has long since passed away, leaving only a dry bone. After paying so much and searching for so long, the face turned into dry bones The real murderer, but there is nothing to do."
The monks present shouted loudly and sighed endlessly, feeling extremely depressed in their hearts.

They even hope that the emperor's enemy is the powerful enemy from above.

It's not the elders I admired when I was a child.

The current ending is too child's play. I have worked hard for the real culprit all my life, but now I find that everything is just a conspiracy of someone close to me, and this person is already dead.

For anyone, it is an extremely tragic blow!
.......
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

"Liang Lin..."

Little Kingfisher's voice was hoarse, as if he wanted to comfort Liang Lin.

She was a little afraid that Liang Lin would be devastated because of this incident!
This obsession has been deeply rooted in Liang Lin's heart for a long time!
For this bloody revenge, he worked hard for half his life in cultivation!
He only thought that one day he would be able to kill the murderer who slaughtered the village with his own hands, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But the truth that gradually emerged was too cruel for him.

It's as if God has put forward an extremely absurd condition for you, and you have been fighting for it for half your life, only to realize that everything is premeditated for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the enemy turned out to be the person Liang Lin trusted and admired very much when he was a child. Thousands of years later, there is only a skeleton left. He can't take revenge, he can only bury the resentment in his heart.

Back then, he was even very close to that enemy, treating each other like a father and son, and treating each other like a master and apprentice, but now thinking about it, he only regrets and mourns.

"God is too unfair to you!"
The little kingfisher sighed unceasingly, she couldn't bear to look at the man beside her, turned around, her eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.

Liang Lin didn't make any move, just froze in place.

After a long while, he said softly: "Is my life really ridiculous? All the people I love in my heart have an indelible gap with me, and the enemies I have fought for a lifetime to defeat, only to find that I have already passed away long ago. .

He smiled bitterly and looked up to the nine heavens.

"hehe"

"God, you really made an extremely unreasonable joke on me..."

A look of helplessness flashed in the little kingfisher's eyes.

Looking at Liang Lin, listening to Liang Lin's distress, but he didn't know how to comfort, how to smooth the infinite sadness in this man's heart.

The monks other than the artifacts of ancient paintings also felt an indescribable sense of sadness.

They could see how sad and desperate Dijun was at this moment.

Disheartened, that's all!
"Let's go, this road still needs to go on.

"This may be the last time we meet. I feel a little regretful if I don't see them for a while and don't let go of these deep-rooted obsessions.

Liang Lin slowly walked out of the weeds.

As night fell, the moon was shining brightly.

Liang Lin was walking on the withered grass, and there was a clicking sound.

That white dress, covered with silver light in the night, walked forward step by step, sacred and inviolable, but extremely lonely.

The scene in the ancient painting artifact changed again.

It was a fairyland filled with aura. Liang Lin was dressed in white, with a little kingfisher standing on his right shoulder. They walked slowly forward in this fairyland.

It was already midnight at this time, and the fairyland was dark.

This is Penglai Immortal Mountain, hidden in the easternmost sea city of Yanxuan Continent, scattered to form qi, gathered to form, illusory and unpredictable.

Liang Lin stepped on the auspicious clouds, and I don't know how long he has been flying in this world!
It's like entering another time and space.

The place where it finally stops is a long line every sunrise, if it has square edges and corners, the color is deep red, like cinnabar.

Er, the flames are like fire, and there are crimson curtains floating outside, which cannot be squared.

For a long time, the red wheel gushes out, the cloudy image becomes round, and the brilliance disperses.

This is actually above the sun!
Nearly a thousand years have passed, and Liang Lin has returned to this world again.

Standing still on the sun, Liang Lin carefully looked at the place surrounded by the karmic fire of the red sun. The eyes of the bruised woman had indescribable sadness.

"Liang Lin!!!
There was a roar like a beast.

The woman who was haunted by the karma of the red sun opened her eyes in an instant, and her face that was originally muddled immediately became distorted and extremely irritable.

She yelled this name like a madman, like a beast on the verge of danger, desperately hitting the restriction, trying to escape.

For a long while, Liang Lin froze in place, like a sculpture that had lost its vitality, without any movement.

The woman in his impression is very pure, undisturbed by the world, like a blank sheet of paper.

She is knowledgeable and sensible, and her heart is tough.

But now, the blood feud that lasted for thousands of years made her unbearable and even more irritable.

Liang Lin couldn't imagine how Leng Qingshuang had spent these thousand years, and what kind of unspeakable pain and anxiety he had suffered in this red sun for thousands of years.

"Liang Lin, why on earth are you doing this to me!"
"Why!!"
Leng Qingshuang questioned Liang Lin angrily, and various negative emotions such as dissatisfaction, suffering, and confusion flooded into his heart.

Seeing the man he once loved so much again, Leng Qingshuang's emotions were extremely intense.

But Liang Lin remained silent.

His expression was very serious, and he didn't answer Leng Qingshuang's question, that face looked very sad.

"Wait a little longer, in another thousand years, all the turmoil will be healed, and then you will come out again."

Liang Lin just whispered this sentence softly.

Leng Qingshuang didn't understand, and didn't want to guess what he meant.